Radahn did indeed intend to drop a meteorite, but he did not aim it at Zhao Si and the other seven. Instead, he threw it down in front of them, blasting a small crater into the ground. And that was with Radahn controlling its gravity.
While everyone was still trying to work out what was happening, the purple glow of Gravity Sorcery surged across the meteorite.
Radahn spread his arms. "Leave everything to gravity!"
Before his words had faded, an immense pull erupted from the meteorite, dragging all eight of them toward it.
Some resisted, some went along with it, and some had yet to react.
But at that moment, they all shared one thought: Was this the power of a Demigod?
Of the eight who had advanced, leaving Zhao Si aside, the others were all warriors picked out of a hundred at the very least. Some, such as Vyke, Yuno, and Old Man, were exceptional even among them. They had no idea how powerful Demigods truly were. After all, none of them had seen one fight yet.
It was impossible to say they had never speculated about a Demigod's strength. Anyone with ambition who wanted to take their strength to the next level would, to some extent, compare themselves with someone stronger.
There was no single best in literature, but in martial combat, there could be no second place. If martial artists never fought anyone or challenged powerful opponents, and only talked about lofty principles, it was meaningless. Unless they made it clear that they practiced solely to stay healthy and relieve boredom, they were bound to fight.
"The Great Gene Era"
In the Lands Between, Demigods were undoubtedly a benchmark. They were the peaks these knights and warriors aspired to climb. Of course, that did not mean every